Alone

I’m alone…

And I like it.

I enjoy the peace of mind, there’s nothing like it

Conversations with my shoes—they do most of the talkin

The dialogue you can hear, at least

But the convos are far better with my mind

The talks that she and I have can only be achieved…when I’m alone.

I’m alone…

And I wouldn’t have it any other way

But it’s not like a have a choice, I’m alone every day—

Every night

Walking under the street lights, dazing into the eyes of the moon—

I hope she comes back to me soon

But until then, I’m alone—there’s not much I can do

Try to get around to get my mind off of you

But that doesn’t do much—they’re not quite my style

I don’t get down

the way they get down

And so I’m alone

And I miss you dearly

They say that space is good, but they overlooked this…

Clearly

I’m an independent man, but that doesn’t mean I don’t need you

Because the fact is that I do, you have consumed me

I used to breathe you, bleed you, sleep you…eat you

I miss those days, those nights are far out of reach now

Now I can only enjoy you temporarily for a time here—a time there…

It isn’t quite fair, but these are the sacrifices we make…

We’re too much alike—not enough sense of urgency,

Because we both have a firm grip on life…

We both know what it takes to make it work,

And so we do it

No questions asked, barely any second thoughts

You know I gotta work, I know you gotta work

And so we understand…and maybe that’s the problem

When does sacrifice become an excuse?

When is enough, enough and we refuse to take the abuse?

Everyone has needs, and I hope you’re not playing me…

Playing with mine

Heartbroken I will be,

Heartless even, maybe

Adjustments made, plans out the window,

But at least I won’t have to start from scratch because I know how it feels

To be alone

When it’s as cold inside as it is out

And there’s no one to hold on to for warmth

Except yourself…

Self-reliance is my name, and maybe you were just a crutch

Because

Now you’re just a convenience, I don’t need you all that much

And I know you feel the same, so we see each other when we can

Not because we’re dangerously in love anymore

We’re not 12-years-old anymore

Grow up

But really the only way to do that

The only way you know you’ve made it

Is when you look around and see no one there…

And smile to the air.